 | | 2013-06-03 05:46
From blog Pump Up the Frump
Sutro Self
Our last day on the west coast, Quincy, Natalie, and I hit the Sutro Baths. These ruins of a Victorian-era bathhouse along the coastline of San Francisco are eerie, beautiful, and brutally windswept. There was some serious wind sweeping here. I had sand in my hair for days. A note on my clothes: I knew that San Fran was a little blustery and chilly but was taken aback at the voracity of the gusts on the Pacific side of town. We had just hit the Haight-Ashbury neighborhood where I'd picked up this little '70s denim jacket and, despite my natural aversion to the Canadian tuxedo look, I added it to my ensemble. Haphazard, yes, but definitely warm. Natalie,...
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